My wife feeling the movement under the covers woke up smile at me then kissed me. It was then that she noticed the bobbing up and down from under the ...overs. She sat up and pulled the covers back exposing her sister who didn’t lose her focus. Her sister just looked up at us. My wife then took a position next to her sister and they both gave me a blowjob with them kissing occasionally as they switched off. My wife then looked at her sister and said I think it’s about time for you to fuck my. I called Bert before we left, and he said he would meet us when we drove up.Sure enough, the old guy was standing there in his bib overalls, with his thumbs hooked on the suspenders. After we shook and I introduced him to Raul, we walked around the burned out barn. You could see where the milking equipment had been and where the grain had been stored, but there was nothing much left worth salvaging; maybe a few hundred pounds of grain, but that would be it.Raul surprised me and began taking. So sorry.Bhabhi (jhuta gussa dikhate hue): Manners nahi hain kya? Tumhe nahi pata ki hamesha door knock karke aana chahiye?Me: Extremely sorry bhabhi, mera woh matlab nahi tha. Galti se aa gaya.Bhabhi: Achha thik hai. Ab bahar jao aur mujhe change karne do. Aur haan, darwaza band karke jao.Main apna sarr niche karke room se nikal gaya aur gate band karne gaya toh dobara bhabhi ke boobs ka nazara dekha aur bahar aa gaya.Uss din ke baad se bhabhi ka behaviour ajeeb hi ho gaya. Woh kuch zyaada hi. ‘My name’s Mark.’ he said, glancing towards his right. ‘Nice to meet you, Mark.’ The old man never looked up from the fire in front of them. ‘And you’re…?’ An enigmatic expression crept over the old man’s face. He turned to face Mark, his blue eyes moving up and down. Mark noticed the deep lines around his eyes, illuminated by the fire. On either side of his mouth lines formed as his thin lips formed a smile. They appeared like deep shadows on his face. ‘People call me by a lot of names,’ he.